Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Fields White for Harvest
Yesterday as hubby and took a short drive to Easton Center, I was captivated by the beauty of the fields we passed. I commented that I wish I had my camera and needed to come back.
Hubby said,"You better hurry up because they will be harvesting soon."
So that afternoon, with camera in hand I parked beside the road, got out and took these pictures.
I am participating in August Break over at Susannah Conway's blog. I will be posting a photo a day with few or no words for the month. Tomorrow I will post my favorite photo from this photo shoot to begin the journey. Join me and let me know if you do.
Monday, July 30, 2012
Serendipity by the Bay
I mentioned in a previous post that Amber, McKenna, and I had chosen a word to do a photo challenge together. The word is Serendipity. Definition: : the faculty or phenomenon of finding valuable or agreeable things not sought for. McKenna had an even better definition which I can't recall. she can share later.
Coming home from the wedding on Saturday night, or I should say back to the camper, we came into the town of Bucksport, Me. I noticed a lot of activity for 9:00 pm at night. After inquiring at a local gas station, we found out that fireworks were going to be set off over the bay.
I pulled a pair of pants from my suitcase and donned them under my dress, as the air was damp.
We walked down to the hill above the bay and enjoyed one of the most delightful displays of fireworks I had ever seen.We also met a local couple who filled us in on Bucksport by the Bay festival. It was a delightful surprise.
All the photos were taken from my iPhone. Not the best pics but its serendipity!
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Most Blessed
I had the joy this weekend of attending the wedding of a sweet gal I've gotten to know over the last few years. I had a long drive home today to think about how blessed I am in my friendships. There was this amazing blog post forming in my head as I traveled but I am too tired tonight to remember what it was. I will stick with sharing the photo for now.
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Final Week
This is the final week
in Inner Excavate-along. The chapter concludes the journey with ideas
for capturing the full experience in any number of ways. I have been
printing out my posts and pictures each week and putting them in a
folder until I came to the camper. When I go home on Monday I will print
out the remaining posts and complete the journey.
My favorite part of the whole excavation was the separate collaborations with my daughter and granddaughter. We are going to do another one together that I will blog about soon.
The other nugget I dug out from this course was the reminder to take pictures of simple joys all along the way. I was sitting here thinking about what to post when I happened to look up and glance in the mirror. To my delight, I could see a hummingbird in the new feeder we put up. He is not there now but you can see the feeder in the mirror on the left. It is capturing the view outside my door.
I am not sure I would have even thought to take a picture of this prior to these seven weeks. Thanks Liz, the Flickr community and Amber and McKenna for all the fun!
My favorite part of the whole excavation was the separate collaborations with my daughter and granddaughter. We are going to do another one together that I will blog about soon.
The other nugget I dug out from this course was the reminder to take pictures of simple joys all along the way. I was sitting here thinking about what to post when I happened to look up and glance in the mirror. To my delight, I could see a hummingbird in the new feeder we put up. He is not there now but you can see the feeder in the mirror on the left. It is capturing the view outside my door.
I am not sure I would have even thought to take a picture of this prior to these seven weeks. Thanks Liz, the Flickr community and Amber and McKenna for all the fun!
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Four Generations on an Ordinary Day
Lily Observing Everything on our Walk |
My girls came to the camper today. We sat on the deck for awhile, went for a short walk and eventually were forced inside by the rain. I snapped a few pics:
Ordinary day, extraordinary girls
Exhausted Mama |
Me Trying to Catch McKenna on Film;She is the One Hiding in the Corner |
Image from McKenna's Blog today because I Couldn't take her picture :) |
Monday, July 23, 2012
Sunday, July 22, 2012
Poetry Collaboration
Poetry Collaboration:
McKenna and I gave each other a list of words from which to write a poem for Inner Excavate-along, week 6. Here are the results.
McKenna |
Poem Untitled.
Waves transport me;
look to them,
and I enter deeper into
the haze.
The haze of my future:
what's next and where
I am going.
The blue is hypnotizing,
transferring me into my
tattered thoughts
The rhythm waits;
saying only two drifting words:
Whats next?
Waves transport me;
look to them,
and I enter deeper into
the haze.
The haze of my future:
what's next and where
I am going.
The blue is hypnotizing,
transferring me into my
tattered thoughts
The rhythm waits;
saying only two drifting words:
Whats next?
Playground
Why did you stop?
come play with me
jump on the merry-go-round
faster faster
tummy tumbles
til the dust
settles
Try the monkey bars
I hold you up
now letting go
you can make it
fingers burning
need to finish
triumphant
Teeter totter
work takes two
flying high
smack the ground
hang on hands
look- no hands
soar!
Friday, July 20, 2012
Open and Closed
This week I chose two exercises in Inner Excavate-along. The first one was the challenge of choosing a theme and getting a friend to take her own pictures around that theme, while I did the same. We didn't share them until today. My daughter, Amber joined me in this adventure. We chose the theme Open and Closed.
My pictures are on the left, Amber's on the right.
I chose the Poetry exercise for my second, which my grandaughter did with me. I will post it tomorrow.
Check out the Challenge this week at Liz's blog.
Thursday, July 19, 2012
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Perfect Summer Day
A warm breeze caressed her skin, lulling her into a gentle sleep.
Sound like a line from a novel? Nope. They are words describing a piece of my day.
Leisurely morning tea and email evolved into a game of rummy during lunch with McKenna. Then Ken and I sat on the deck reading our books and I had a little nap.
Amber and Lily joined us for supper. A fifty-cent bottle of bubbles provided magical entertainment for all of us.
Sound like a line from a novel? Nope. They are words describing a piece of my day.
Leisurely morning tea and email evolved into a game of rummy during lunch with McKenna. Then Ken and I sat on the deck reading our books and I had a little nap.
Amber and Lily joined us for supper. A fifty-cent bottle of bubbles provided magical entertainment for all of us.
a perfect summer day
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Collaboration
Week Six of Inner Excavate-along is about moving out of the solitude of creativity into community with others. There are several exercises to choose from in this chapter. I chose two and two creative partners.
My daughter, Amber and I have chosen a theme and will be taking pictures the next couple of days around that theme individually,then we will compare what our eye saw through the lens of the camera and share the results with you. I also will be linking to her blog, but can't right at the moment being iPad challenged :)
My granddaughter McKenna is doing the poetry challenge with me. I wrote my toolbox list for her and she is writing one for me. From those lists we will each create a poem.
All three of us are excited about doing this week together so stay tuned.
My daughter, Amber and I have chosen a theme and will be taking pictures the next couple of days around that theme individually,then we will compare what our eye saw through the lens of the camera and share the results with you. I also will be linking to her blog, but can't right at the moment being iPad challenged :)
My granddaughter McKenna is doing the poetry challenge with me. I wrote my toolbox list for her and she is writing one for me. From those lists we will each create a poem.
All three of us are excited about doing this week together so stay tuned.
Sunday, July 15, 2012
The Voice
The Eternal is My shepherd, He cares for me always.
He provides me rest in rich, green fields beside streams of refreshing water.
He soothes my fears;
He makes me whole again, steering me off worn, hard paths to roads where truth and righteousness echo His name....
You care for all my needs, anointing my head with soothing fragrant oil, filling my cup again and again with Your grace.
Excerpts from Psalm 23 in The Voice translation
Saturday, July 14, 2012
Calling a Truce
"I want to call a truce, to find a way to be a body and soul...I want to learn to nurture my body."
Susannah Conway
I am reading bits and pieces at a time of "this I know" by Susannah Conway. Today's reading brought tears to my eyes. My body and I have always been at odds, it seems. When I was young, I worried that my shape would turn into my mothers, gaining weight in all the wrong places.
As I had children, the battle began to take off baby fat.
Later I struggled with digestive issues from a congenital pancreas problem. Moving into midlife threw my body into a hormonal frenzy, resulting in serious food allergies. No weight problem now, except how to gain it.
This summer,I am struggling with another issue and today, as I looked at my arms and legs and saw the effects of aging, I talked to my body.
" I love you. You've been good to me no matter what. "
Then I read Susannah's words which touched me where I am.
I have taken the pathways of various diets and vitamin regimens, recently juicing , trying to bring my body back into some order. Along the way, wisdom was added, but much remains the same. I read my healing scriptures everyday and trust God's care. I think of a phrase I read somewhere.
"in acceptance lies peace."
I feel like body and me have been in a struggle for a long time. Time for a truce. I am not sure what that looks like, but somehow it feels right.
"Nurture."
I like the word.
Susannah Conway
I am reading bits and pieces at a time of "this I know" by Susannah Conway. Today's reading brought tears to my eyes. My body and I have always been at odds, it seems. When I was young, I worried that my shape would turn into my mothers, gaining weight in all the wrong places.
As I had children, the battle began to take off baby fat.
Later I struggled with digestive issues from a congenital pancreas problem. Moving into midlife threw my body into a hormonal frenzy, resulting in serious food allergies. No weight problem now, except how to gain it.
This summer,I am struggling with another issue and today, as I looked at my arms and legs and saw the effects of aging, I talked to my body.
" I love you. You've been good to me no matter what. "
Then I read Susannah's words which touched me where I am.
I have taken the pathways of various diets and vitamin regimens, recently juicing , trying to bring my body back into some order. Along the way, wisdom was added, but much remains the same. I read my healing scriptures everyday and trust God's care. I think of a phrase I read somewhere.
"in acceptance lies peace."
I feel like body and me have been in a struggle for a long time. Time for a truce. I am not sure what that looks like, but somehow it feels right.
"Nurture."
I like the word.
Friday, July 13, 2012
In Quietness and Confidence
" we don't write to be published...we write to make sense of the noise in our heads." Susannah Conway
I typed for an hour and a half but my words fell flat today. My head is quiet.
I have always done my best writing when my soul is laden with life's changes and challenges.
The words of Susannah Conway resonate with me. I don't mind not writing today.
I would rather be free.
I typed for an hour and a half but my words fell flat today. My head is quiet.
I have always done my best writing when my soul is laden with life's changes and challenges.
The words of Susannah Conway resonate with me. I don't mind not writing today.
I would rather be free.
Thursday, July 12, 2012
The Beginning- Again
Seasons of prayer shift from declarations to silence to sharing in cycles and times.
On this beautiful summer morning, I moved into quietness, waiting, letting the Spirit use my holy imagination, which he implanted in me.
I was sitting on the beach when the Father arrived. This was a surprise. I often walk with Jesus, not the Father. It must be important. We walked until we came to a gazebo filled with lights. We sat. I noticed a small trunk to my left. Father motioned for me to open it.
It was empty, save a single morning glory. I caught my breath, for yesterday I found a single morning glory on my newly planted vines.
I heard Him say,
the Beginning.
Yesterday, here in my home, I sensed the same. The beginning of restoration. It would be a long story to tell here, but morning glories bloomed on the side of the house I grew up in as a little girl. They were the color, the hope in my dark world.
Somehow I know that they were planted by the Lord who saw this day.
He spoke these words eternal.
Beginning.
Restore.
Again.
On this beautiful summer morning, I moved into quietness, waiting, letting the Spirit use my holy imagination, which he implanted in me.
I was sitting on the beach when the Father arrived. This was a surprise. I often walk with Jesus, not the Father. It must be important. We walked until we came to a gazebo filled with lights. We sat. I noticed a small trunk to my left. Father motioned for me to open it.
It was empty, save a single morning glory. I caught my breath, for yesterday I found a single morning glory on my newly planted vines.
I heard Him say,
the Beginning.
Yesterday, here in my home, I sensed the same. The beginning of restoration. It would be a long story to tell here, but morning glories bloomed on the side of the house I grew up in as a little girl. They were the color, the hope in my dark world.
Somehow I know that they were planted by the Lord who saw this day.
He spoke these words eternal.
Beginning.
Restore.
Again.
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
A Perfect Morning
My morning made me smile.
Tending my flowers is one of my favorite things to do. I nearly finished when out of the corner of my eye, a new splash of color caught my attention. Peeking out from under a large green leaf was my first morning glory. Beautiful deep purple with a star in the middle.
I took pictures with my camera, then my IPad. When I came in the house and passed my bedroom mirror, I took a quick happy pic.
Tending my flowers is one of my favorite things to do. I nearly finished when out of the corner of my eye, a new splash of color caught my attention. Peeking out from under a large green leaf was my first morning glory. Beautiful deep purple with a star in the middle.
I took pictures with my camera, then my IPad. When I came in the house and passed my bedroom mirror, I took a quick happy pic.
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Portrait Practice on a No-Makeup Day
After ten days of vacation, I need a vacation. Yesterday was spent catching up laundry and four hours in the office, grabbing a few groceries and various other tasks.
This is a no-makeup day. I pulled on my sweats and sunglasses to make me incognito, stopped at the bank and kept my beloved massage appointment. My neglected flowers beckoned to me on arriving home. After a late lunch I was exhausted, but kept thinking about the exercises in chapter 6 of Inner Excavation. Deciding to play around a bit with reflection, self-timer (which I have never done), and self portrait, I made myself reach for the camera.
Here are a few results with no fixes except the cinemascope.
Not bad for a first try and brave for a gal with none of the fixins :)
This is a no-makeup day. I pulled on my sweats and sunglasses to make me incognito, stopped at the bank and kept my beloved massage appointment. My neglected flowers beckoned to me on arriving home. After a late lunch I was exhausted, but kept thinking about the exercises in chapter 6 of Inner Excavation. Deciding to play around a bit with reflection, self-timer (which I have never done), and self portrait, I made myself reach for the camera.
Here are a few results with no fixes except the cinemascope.
How I feel today |
Reflection of me behind the camera |
Lost in the beautiful sight out the window |
This is what i was looking at |
Sunday, July 8, 2012
Final Day
The final day of vacation was quiet.
The family left in stages and by the end of the day I was sitting on the deck reading a little in my books.
Thank you, Lord, for all the blessings of this week.
The family left in stages and by the end of the day I was sitting on the deck reading a little in my books.
Thank you, Lord, for all the blessings of this week.
Saturday, July 7, 2012
Standing in the Rough
The deck of the camper is rough under my feet but it grounds me. If stained and pretty, it becomes slippery in the rain.
Vacation ends tomorrow.
I am pondering this past week and all I have learned. It was a tough week in some ways because I was physically challenged in an area. This was both frustrating and exhausting. I leaned hard on the thought that God is my helper. He provided McKenna for help, too :)
I only lost my cool once. Even then, I learned there are "turtle" times, when it's okay to pull your head in and heal for a bit...and forgive.
This week was rough under my feet at times. I didn't like that I wasn't able to react perfectly. I hate weakness that restricts me. Reminders of past failures crop up with grown children.
I am reminded of something Susannah Conway said in "this I know." I may have mentioned it before.
"This story does not belong to me."
I add, " not anymore."
I will go home, weed out and focus on all of the memorable moments this vacation held for me, good and bad.
I will only hold on to those that belong to me.
Vacation ends tomorrow.
I am pondering this past week and all I have learned. It was a tough week in some ways because I was physically challenged in an area. This was both frustrating and exhausting. I leaned hard on the thought that God is my helper. He provided McKenna for help, too :)
I only lost my cool once. Even then, I learned there are "turtle" times, when it's okay to pull your head in and heal for a bit...and forgive.
This week was rough under my feet at times. I didn't like that I wasn't able to react perfectly. I hate weakness that restricts me. Reminders of past failures crop up with grown children.
I am reminded of something Susannah Conway said in "this I know." I may have mentioned it before.
"This story does not belong to me."
I add, " not anymore."
I will go home, weed out and focus on all of the memorable moments this vacation held for me, good and bad.
I will only hold on to those that belong to me.
Tuesday, July 3, 2012
Turning Sixty Unedited
Letting go
embracing
familiar
Life a gift
everyday
graced
Lines
deepening
breath
Lessons
embedding
treasures
Today on my birthday,I embrace all that I am,carrying sixty years worth of life in my mind and body.
For Inner Excavate-along Week 4 titled "I See Me."
Monday, July 2, 2012
Polaroid Moments
Every year over the 4th of July our entire family meets for a week at the camper. We have a fifth wheel with bunks so the grand-kids pile in with us. The rest of the crew fit in a pop-up and another camper, and one family goes back to their home nearby.
As you can imagine, there are a few tense moments, especially if the weather is rainy. Yet it is the time together that makes lasting memories. Here are a few from yesterday.
As you can imagine, there are a few tense moments, especially if the weather is rainy. Yet it is the time together that makes lasting memories. Here are a few from yesterday.
Sunday, July 1, 2012
Family Views
One of my goals for this summer and the Inner Excavate-along journey is to experiment with my SLR Olympus. McKenna has been giving me a few tips. Here are a few shots I took yesterday in our gorgeous 80 degree weather.
hubby's morning ritual
grandson and my birthday gift in the background
pool fun
bella feet
my favorite- beauty before me
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